DreamersGN Chapter 24 The Drifting Mist and the Rules of the Game
Chapter 24 The Drifting Mist and the Rules of the Game
Conversely, there is no one who can become a Potions Master at this age who is not proud.
Seeing Braun sitting there in the limelight certainly made them feel a little unhappy.
"What do you know? People are the protagonists of today's final!39
An old wizard who was a little older was a little unaccustomed to it.
"How much do you rank in the youth category?"
"Less, how can the junior group and the youth group be generalized?"
One of the young men blushed and said.
He was brushed off in the first round.
How can you be kind enough to say that?
"That's it!" His companion nodded along.
He even failed to pass the knockout round.
The old wizard snorted coldly, seemingly feeling some disdain for these two.
The two young men also became honest and did not say anything more.
For those who talk about it.
Braun didn't care.
Regardless of the country, such talk is indispensable.
Not being jealous is mediocrity.
As a genius, it is also natural to be talked about.
When he actually wins the competition, he believes that these voices will disappear.
"Humph! Pretend!"
In a stand not far away, the United States boy looked at Braun and snorted coldly.
In his opinion, Braun is just a kid with a little luck.
I failed yesterday only because I was careless.
Otherwise, how could you lose that?
'I'll show you what a real potions master looks like later!'
The young man of the United States thought secretly in his heart.
"Jerome, don't be careless!"
An old man beside him with a somewhat hoarse voice spoke up.
This old man's figure is not very tall, but the momentum is always 030 that makes people can't help but look sideways.
"I see, grandfather.
Jerome said respectfully.
"If you can win the championship this time, then I will help with your membership.
Otherwise, even if you are my grandson and want to enter there, it will not be so simple.
"I, I'll try!"
Jerome took a deep breath and looked a little excited.
Being able to enter that organization was something he had always dreamed of.
Or rather, something that all wizarding families in the United States dream of.
Because only by truly joining there can you be considered the real upper echelons of the wizarding world!
He can also use this east wind to defeat his brothers to become the true heirs of the family.
Especially thinking of my mother's earnest eyes when she came to the competition...
"I can only win!"
Jerome's eyes became more and more determined.
This is his only chance, and the price of defeat ... It is to die in the brutal and bloody struggle for heirs.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Braun also slowly opened his eyes.
This time he didn't show off his skills again.
Instead, he stepped firmly off the VIP seat and stood in front of his experimental table.
It seems to be to make the game more spectatory.
The densely packed experimental benches in the originally wide square have disappeared.
Only two opposing benches remained.
Braun arrived, and so did Jerome.
The two people stood face to face, and sparks collided in their eyes.
"I won't let you!
"I never need someone to make me, just look at my strength!35
The audience also seemed to be aware of the tense atmosphere between the two in the square.
One by one, they all quieted down.
"Today! It's the finalist of the Potions Conference Junior Category! The champion will be made today!"
With Matthew's words, the atmosphere in the venue rose again.
The fervent cheers seemed to break through the clouds.
The people roared eagerly, and the deafening sound simply shook people's ears numb.
Matthew looked at all this with a smile and raised his hand slightly to press.
The deafening noise gradually subsided.
"The final final! The Potions Guild, as the organizer, will not be of any assistance to the participants.
Everything depends on the contestants themselves.
Whether it is potion recipes, herbs or experimental equipment, all of this needs to be prepared by the contestants themselves.
And the time of the game..."
Matthew glanced at the venue, and finally landed on Braun and Jerome in the square.
"It will be the time remaining for the contestants in the previous few races.
This means that the more time left in the first few games, the longer the game, and vice versa.
According to the level and quantity of potions refined by the contestants within the specified time, we will determine the winner of this competition!" 5
As soon as Matthew finished speaking, there was another uproar in the venue.
People are both excited and interesting about the rules of this competition.
"No wonder the hourglass stops after the first few times the potion is handed in.
It turned out to be for the last game!
A contestant who had participated in the competition suddenly realized.
"This time it's whose net worth is thicker!
I always feel that this kind of competition is not fair enough. 99
An audience member said with some indignation.
However, it caused another person to laugh:
"What is fairness?
Isn't it necessary to have the same topic as time?
That's not fair to those geniuses. Why should people accommodate you?
66....35
In the square, it was different from the shock of the surrounding audience.
Both Braun and Jerome appeared calm.
It seems that there is no surprise in this result.
It's just that Jerome's face is even more ugly.
Although I was prepared to know the final competition topic.
(AFDC) But did not expect that there was a time limit.
In order to be low-key in the early stage, Jerome has always been in accordance with the mid-class level.
It was not until it became known that the youth group had won that Jerome officially stopped showing.
But even so.
The time between himself and Braun was also about half an hourglass.
And this half of the hourglass time is not so easy to chase.
But......
Jerome sneered.
With the secret medicine in his hand, he didn't think he would lose!
Unless Braun also has a secret medicine formula.
But he doesn't think this kind of thing can be found by everyone.
"So... Let's start the race!
And with Matthew's voice.
Two hourglasses appeared on Braun's stone ledge.
One is normal.
The other is half as small.
Looking at Jerome's experimental table, a normal hourglass stood alone.
"Humph! Don't get too complacent!35
Jerome said viciously, sensing Braun's gaze.
Braun shrugged his shoulders.
Nothing was paid attention to Jerome's threats.
I took out the experimental equipment in the package.
Neatly arranged on the table.
Then I didn't look at Jerome's expression.
So he prepared to refine the potion.
Although a lot of time.
But the time for the secret medicine to be refined is still very long.
So to be foolproof.
He wasn't going to waste the slightest bit of time.
"The saliva of the hadro grass, the hydra...
Jerome muttered quietly while his hand kept processing the material.
What he refined was a secret medicine called Drifting Mist.
And the effect of this secret medicine is to allow people to have the ability to condense and disperse at will like smoke.
"I won this competition!"
Jerome thought firmly as he looked at the potion in front of him.
"Sure enough, is it also a secret medicine?"
In the stands, Matthew thought in his heart as he looked at Jerome who was refining a secret medicine in the square.
His gaze crossed Jerome to the wizened old man in the audience not far behind him.
The old man's gaze, which had been staring at Braun, also raised slightly.
Look at Matthew.
However, the two sides did not have a look of water and fire.
Instead, he smiled slightly.
Both sides bowed their heads gently.
It was like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time greeting each other cordially.
It's just that if you look closely, the eyes of the two people are cold.
Without the slightest emotion, it seems that he intends to let the other party die without a place to die at every opportunity.
"Is it also a secret medicine?"
Braun took advantage of the gap to glance over to Jerome.
Because the difference in refining methods between secret potions and potions is not large.
So Braun doesn't know whether Jerome was making potions or secret potions.
"Let's care about myself first!
In the square, the two people did not say a word.
Each is busy refining his own potions.
The surrounding audience also seemed to be afraid of disturbing the two and subconsciously lowered their voices.
"What potion is this refining?"
"I don't know, I don't see it."
The two spectators muttered.
"But it shouldn't be a high level!
After all, no one expected that the final topic would be random.
"That's different, let's keep watching."
Maybe there will be a surprise? 99
Time passes minute by minute.
And Braun's gunoil potion is also at the last minute.
Pick up the poisonous horn in your hand.
Without hesitation, Braun threw it in.
For a moment, Braun seemed to be in flames again.
A strange flame creature roared and rushed towards him.
He had seen this scene more than once after practicing last night.
There is not the slightest surprise when I see it again at this moment.
As soon as the mental power in his mind surged, he planned to end this illusion.